What a year 2022 was, so much change. Some growth was painful, some was just work, but looking back, it was all worth it.
As I savor the last of an imperfect, yet amazing holiday season, I look back over the last few weeks with gratitude.
I’ve never been great at slowing down, I go and go and feel good about being productive, but in my move away from the city, I strive to grow into quiet moments and not rushing. During these past weeks, I have enjoyed the enriching company of friends and family with whom I often spend little, if any time the rest of the year. And it was good.
I am continually humbled by the wonderful people, places and moments in my life.
Happy New Year!
photos from December 2022 in Missouri:
Happy New Year, dear friend! I too am grateful and humbled that we continue to stay in touch, despite the state lines and miles that separate us. My 2023 wishes for you, as the wise and inspiring Mary Chapin Carpenter says: “more light, more stillness, more pondering, more noticing, more poems, more early mornings, more songs, more reaching, more exhales, more books, more softness, more writing, more daring, more mist, more singing, more walking, more patience, more listening, more curiosity, more messiness, more remembering, more owls, more quiet, more simplicity, more connections, more wondering, more balance, more wandering, more adventures, more wildness, more blooming, more hoping, more time, more things that have never been”… adding love, love, and more love… <3
I appreciate your wealth of poetry and music, and that you have never stopped teaching. From someone who values minimizing stuff, these are generous wishes of excess.